A JALEBI FOR A DIABETIC[COMPLETED]

Khushi looked at the elegant building infornt of AR fashion house main branch.

Is this the new Hotel of happiness? wow...

'Nannav is so romantic, he is gonna sing mere Saamne wale khidki pe ek chand ka tukda rehti hai looking at Khushiji from his office window' - Nk teased.

She ran to watch every nok and corner. The kitchen was beautiful...

'This is your place' - He show her a cabin full of purple colours, wall, curtain, orchids .

'This is amazing, Arnavji' - She dragged him for a hug.
He smirked. Devil brain always planning and plotting to tease her.

'Khushiji, cut the ribbon. We are still waiting out' - Di encouraged when both of them came out from their short tour.

Khushi spared a glance at Arnavji, He was shining like a morning star.

She never thought he will be this understanding, remember the jealous guy who shouted at her for being friendly with his own cousin...

Khushi took the scissor and gave to Arnavji, he is her muse, her inspiration, her sourse of energy after all.

'Me??' - He wonderfully asked.

'You, only you' - Their family shouted in a chorus.

It was finally the way when Khushi is opening her hotel and Anshu had opened his office for construction business the same morning...

They are keeping a party too credit goes to Di, the drama queen.

Suddenly Business tycoon ASR who is famous for his fashion houses is stepping on hotel business  What is the secret behind this? ...asked a reporter.

'I am not stepping on Hotel Business, Infact this is not mine, the idea, the money, the plan, set up all credited to Khushi Gupta, my friend'-ASR replied.

'Khushi Gupta your friend, this seems interesting that ASR has a girlfriend that world has no idea of' - Mused the second one.

Girlfriend.... Khushi ko girlfriend kehna, the idea never came in his mind, he had always thought of making her his wife ever since he met her, never thought of her as a girl friend.

'Di always used to say one day a girl will enter my life, with out her I won't be able to breath. For me Khushi is that girl' - He finished.

'Awwww....' - Nk and Mami whistled.

'So it is clear now, a black coffee is brewing between the businessman and his girl. Good to be here and we will come for the wedding too...' - the reporter left after taking a few photos and news about business..

'Khushi maine kabhi tumhe nehi kaha sayad, you are my life and I don't want to live with out you. I may appear rigid and strong outside but I am a fearful man afraid to lose. If Mumma were strong, we, Di and I, would never turned Orphan at tender age. We are fine but the struggle we faced was kot a  phase but a path  of hardship... I helped you with this, whatever business you are doing coz I want to give wings to your dream. You, I and our future... '-He confessed.

Khushi nodded, smiling.

She does understand he is not trying to be his father. He is trying to respect her, why is he trying even in a matter in which he is a pro?

' Arnavji, will you marry me? '-Khushi asked. What is there not to ask?
She is fine, settled, happy and he is there with her.

'Say Yes Nannav, Chhote say yes...' - Di and NK hooted.

'Hello Hi, shopping...' - Mami almost reached her husband to snatch cards.

'I will think about it' - ASR appeared from no where.

'Arnavji....' - Khushi whined.

'Chhotey....'-Di teased.

'Di, Nk... stop him, he is shooting my video, NK stop it!' - Arnav shouted.

'Nannav is blushing, Nannav is blushing...' - Nk ran like a monkey.

'I will do, today?' - He asked.

'Not today, Now... Once a laadgoverner remain a laadgoverner forever'-Khushi complained.

'Same scene and different result, wah wah...' - Buaji finally opened her mouth.

'Ofcourse yes Gupta, waiting since long to make you a Raizada...' - He jumped over to hug her.

Khushi reciprocated his hug blushing.

Sound of clapping echoed the hall.

'You will be able to take me right... After all you are a diabetic and I am a sweet little girl!' - Khushi teased.

'Let me try you, my little baby girl...'-He said against her face  bending for a kiss...

                          The End